blood on my pillowcase

check yourself (prod. renz)

for my bby, happy birthday
i love you <3
[cover of "heavy" by the marías]

in every universe, i'd choose you

this is dedicated to my love, hayley williams. i will kill jozie haze for you!!!! <33

horse head - get u (youngmindtrip cover)

we snipers w/ yung mayhew & hail

Nice Bass Bro prod $oldPerc

an·i·mus
/anəməs/
-hostility or ill feeling.

a message to my excuse of a biological father
remix of "blackrain" by citizen kane

lyrics:
wish you would've rotted in that damn cell
hope you have fun in hell
could've had a wife but you cheated when you was freed
wish you really would've grasped how much I needed you in my life
cried every damn time you accepted my calls, should've figured that it didn't mean anything to you
can't believe momma stuck with a demon for so long
used to be sad that you were gone, now I couldn't be happier

i'd rather stick alone than carry the burden of a father
shouldn't have bothered wasting those months if I knew you was gonna leave like the cunt that you are
was it ever your intent to be a father knowing you take shit for granted?
momma told me cut contact?
I already planned it.
never was fond of a deadbeat being a part of me
would've been a dream for you to see my growth but all you are to me is distance memory, history.

i'll always have respect for my momma for staying committed (to me)
that excuse of a father probably wondered how you did it
it ain't worth wasting my anger on someone that's a stranger to my life
why should I give a fuck about you if you didn't wanna show up to my birth
I thank god everyday I didn't become a worse version of you
I knew from the damn start that you weren't innocent
there's a permanent dent in my heart cus of you
there ain't an excuse to not father your son
the damage you've done to me is the work of the devil
i'm glad that you're gone, been slowly moving on
one last message, fuck you.

animus

nightcrawler prod siahprice

prod. ghowste & flowers in narnia

soundcloud exclusive

tired of being a side piece
in everybody's story except my own
feeling like I'm never in control
spotted all the strings attaching to my bones
ventriloquist or puppeteer?
tryna weigh the scale, words and actions
always questioning my soul
tolerance is waning every single day
I spit soliloquies, don't give a fuck about the plays

passion left the building months ago
talking to a mic's the only form of therapy I got
and even then, I cannot wrangle all my thoughts
and step outside the void and not get caught
and put back in the spot I was before
feeling like a fuckin' bot

autopilot, days repeating
mask receding, grew facetious of my own internal appearance
like tryna sneak a gun through security clearance
commendations, getting praised for perseverance
bittersweet poems from the author
barely got my head above the water
I just wish you didn't see me falter
there's no drill to fix the loose screw,
tryna keep my head up on my shoulders
just endure it, I don't wanna end up like my father

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why are all my friends dying?
every day I see an angel flyin'
shots are ringing out and got the corners cryin'
gave advice, it ain't applying
now you talkin' through a ouija board
and all the shit you say got something underlying

a pretty day, but I still feel ugly
clouded mind, my body hurts like I just came from rugby
got nobody by my side to wake me up and hug me
I need some head and need some bread, shit, either one would be lovely
don't go outside without some pocket change
I only do it since I got three dollars to my name
my job just jit me out my hours, need to find another
with better pay so I can help my momma and my brother

gang violence, drugs, sickness & suicide
the cries for help you just listened to and just threw aside
most of my friend groups dead, imprisoned, or living lives
I'm by myself with unknowns spawning to say hi
them 580s, don't you stop there
my homie D lived by there
them train tracks, he got popped there
bloody creeks, cuz bodies of all ages always drop there
dried blood I'm stepping on
at least before the rain appeared

why are all my friends dying?
every day I see an angel flyin'
shots are ringing out and got the corners cryin'
gave advice, it ain't applying
now you talkin' through a ouija board
and all the shit you say got something underlying

corners

[LYRICS]

acid be stinging my brain, bitch im cuthroat
oxy at the party, yeah, give me one though
cotton flower ears, looking like he dumbo
feeling hot, you get sent to the sun hoe
he aint try to take off, know he run slow
in the spot, like wheres the fucking blow bro?
if you wanna get it, meet me at the damn show
tryna fist fight, blood splattered, hard blows

got it on tape, like my nigga stop yapping
said put it on god and then say you not capping
im laughing my way to the bank, while you lacking
got blood in yo eye, now they asking what happened
the grabba be good but the diesel be slapping
they taking my lyrics for granted, im snapping
im packing these rappers with flows that im stashing
i surf through the system, no kevin, im hacking 

keep blade in my sleeve, now i feel like assassin
dont got the time so bitch fuck what you asking
cant hang with us, all the blunts that we passing
in the graveyard, where them niggas be thrashing
on my own lane, you go do what you do
yeah they thought i was weird, i have nothing prove
got told some shit that i thought that was true
so yeah, matter of fact i have nothing loose

omg saki be making some hard shit
teacher gave me A's, I love making R's spit
applying them shells like some smell good to armpit
ex hit my line saying, "boy you done lost it"
get the grenade, pull the pin and i tossed it
judging my looks, niggas be in closet
why is my name in your mouth, no involvement 
play with the grave, you get laid in the coffin

IF I WAS 2 MUCH

yowai33

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